finally found someone who would take care of my two cats while i am in woodstock. afraid to ask any of my previous victims because they all lose patience with the beautiful urgent crying sounds which both madame george and mister bean have refined over years of practice. my mother-in-law. yes! but while preparing them for the hour drive to guelph i discovered mr. bean had a finger nail. which had arched right into his paw and as i tried to pull it out he howled in pain. i never saw anything like it and felt horrible that i was unaware of this mutation which probably is a large percentage of his recent cries for help. so i took george yesterday and today took bean to the vet. damn vet is on autopilot trying to sell me several products before looking at bean’s problem. his capitalism so transparent and offensive. ugh.